A little, a lot
Passion is crazy
Hand in hand to pass the seasons

I want to shout to the world that I found you
And too bad, too bad if it makes people talk
There will always be things to criticize, I don't care
I found the author of my smiles
I was the type to ask too many questions and then
One evening you came to my house
You are my most beautiful birthday gift and
For once it's life that offered it to me

A little, a lot
Passion is crazy
Hand in hand to pass the seasons
A little, a lot
Sweet is the connection
Hand in hand to pass the seasons

If there's one thing I'm sure of, it's that our winters will last
But we're going to set fire to each of our summers
I'm lucky you already love my flaws and
Even when I disgust myself, you find me beautiful
With you I want to go too fast
To buy a house for us to live in
I already know we won't do like everyone else and then
It's not so crazy since we're not like everyone else

A little, a lot, passion is crazy
Hand in hand to pass the seasons
A little, a lot, sweet is the connection
Hand in hand to pass the seasons

I'm not even afraid to write these few rhymes
I'm even eager to go to the next line
To tell you that you are my angel, my little beauty
The one who will have managed to calm me down
What's crazy is that you already know everything about me
I needed to open up, to start on a good basis
I told myself "you tell her everything and you wait to see"
If she stays it's because she will have put your fears in the closet

A little, a lot
Passion is crazy
Hand in hand to pass the seasons
A little, a lot
Sweet is the connection
Hand in hand to pass the seasons

A little, a lot
Passion is crazy
Hand in hand to pass the seasons

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